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Arriana-Marie- Right then, the lights went out. I giggled, "Well this is just great," I said, giggling again.

Arriana-Marie- I started piling the stuff on my tortilla shell and went to sit down at the table.

Arriana-Marie- I smiled at him and went to the fridge to get the tortilla shells. I pulled them out and onto the counter, "Dish up," I said, grinning at him.

Arriana-Marie- I smiled, "Thank you," I said, finishing the meat up and turning the stove off.

Arriana-Marie- I bit my lip, smiling at him, "Yeah, but everythig happens for a reason, right?" I asked him, grabbing the cheese and the shredder, "Shred this cheese?" I asked, handing it to him. I grabbed a spatula and started moving the meat around in the pan.

Arriana-Marie- I shook my head, "It's mainly my moms fault. Drinking whiskey everynight while she was pregnant didn't do much good for him," I bit my lip, sighing slightly.

Arriana-Marie- I sighed, "I had a little brother..." I trailed off, biting my lip and working on te lettuce.

Arriana-Marie- I smiled at him, "You have a little sister?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. I smiled at him, grabbing a pan and putting it on the stove. I put the meat on it and turned the stove on. I started cutting up the lettuce. I grinned at him.

Arriana-Marie- I pulled the tomatoe's out and the olives. I grabbed a knife and a cutting board, "Please tell me that you know how to cut things," I said, grabbing a tomato and cutting the green part off and mincing it in under a minute. I grinned and pulled the meat out and the lettuce.

Arriana-Marie- I giggled, "You're just going to cut up the tomatoes and olives, okay?" I asked, grabbing your hand and pulling you up off of the couch. I walked into the kitched, getting the stuff out that I would need.

Arriana-Marie- I grinned, "I'm not making them unless you help," I said, smirking at him playfully.

Arriana-Marie- I roll my eyes, "If you're not going to eat any, what's the point in making it?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Arriana-Marie- I grinned, "You still want those taco's?" I asked, giggling lightly.

Arriana-Marie- I giggled, biting my lip, "I probably wouldn't've either," I giggled, looking into his eyes.

Arriana-Marie- I rolled my eyes, looking at him, "Am I seriously that easy to read?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Arriana-Marie- I shoved him lightly, "Shut-up. I hate thunderstorms," I said, crossing my legs. I glanced out the window. It was pouring. You could hardly see three feet in front of you.

Arriana-Marie- I rolled my eyes playfully. Right then, thunder boomed and I let out a little yelp. I put my hand over my mouth, blushing rapidly.

Arriana-Marie- I laughed, "I'd've never guessed," I giggled, running my fingers through my hair.

Arriana-Marie- I opened my eyes and glanced at his hand, "How many times have you actually hit that wall?" I asked, looking at him.